You won't be mine...
But why?
I've given you everything with nothing to improvise,
Just to keep our love tied;
My boundless skies,
where my dreams once floated aside.
My freedom once arise,
which now has died.
My enticing purrs and cries,
why more moans wanted apprised.
My endearment pries,
what forceful lovers advised.
My voloptuous body--bosoms and thighs,
how its possesion for you in which I confide.
I've given you everything my exsistence supplies,
Yet one thing you have not yet confined,
My heart...
And here it lies.